Aunt Wei shouted happily, and suddenly thought that the fat man in the windbreaker had a gun in his hand, and said anxiously: "Xue Xiang, be careful, he has a pistol hidden in his sleeve."
As soon as Aunt Wei finished speaking, the fat man in the windbreaker turned the handle of the gun upside down and hit Xue on the back of the head, "You idiot, you are tired of life, you dare to meddle in my business!"
"ah!"
Aunt Wei screamed in shock and hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands, fearing to see Xue Xiang's miserable head and bleeding.
Unexpectedly, before Aunt Wei could finish her cry, another shrill howl broke out in the audience.
When Aunt Wei opened her eyes again, she saw the fat man in the windbreaker kneeling on the ground with one leg.
It's like a sad man who failed to propose to his beloved girl after holding flowers and howling in agony. How deeply affectionate.
"Xue Xiang, don't hurt him. His father works in the provincial government."
Although Aunt Wei wanted to slap these fat men in trench coats hard, she did not want Xue Xiang to blindly offend important officials of the provincial government.
Xue Xiang loosened his grip a little, and the pain of the fat man in the windbreaker subsided a little. He immediately pulled his neck and started to curse. He was used to being arrogant and domineering. This time he was restrained by Xue Xiang, and in public, which made him feel even more embarrassed. At this moment
As soon as he opened his mouth, all kinds of curse words surged out like stinky sewer water.
Fortunately, Xue Laosan is no longer as arrogant and arrogant as he used to be. Otherwise, this fat man in a windbreaker would have been exposed to a tooth crusher and his face would be bruised.
Of course, Xue Laosan's breasts were huge, but they were by no means as small as Wang Han's. He clasped the fat man's right index finger, shook it lightly, and sent a spiral of energy along the Taiyuan point on the wrist of the fat man in the windbreaker.
And enter.
In an instant, the fat man in the trench coat was like a minstrel. His previously eloquent statements suddenly turned into an aria, and he began to howl in ups and downs.
Xue Laosan was angry, so his attacks were harmful, and his secret energy entered the Yuan point, twisting and grinding the tendons. The pain was worse than filing the bones with a steel knife, and it was beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Within a moment, the fat man burst into tears in pain, his face was as white as paper, and his whole body was trembling.
Xue Laosan saw that it was almost the same. As soon as he touched his Shenmen point with his slender fingers, the pain in the windbreaker fat man was immediately reduced. This went from severe pain to sudden relief. It was simply more intense than smoking opium.
But this feeling of joy did not last long, and a strong sense of humiliation came over me again. I thought about Wang, who had been invincible throughout Shu all these years. How had he ever suffered such humiliation?
The fat man in the windbreaker suddenly regretted that he had suffered such a serious crime for not showing off his big number first.
Just when the fat man in windbreaker was filled with regret, Xue Laosan pulled him up from the ground with a gentle tug, "Bow and apologize to Aunt Wei!"
Speaking of which, Xue Laosan's anger towards the fat man in the windbreaker can be broken down into three parts.
Firstly, the aggrieved and pitiful look of the short-haired girl made him unconsciously think of the little guy's little face; secondly, it was the unbridled curse words of the fat man in the trench coat that made him angry; of course, more than that,
Because of the Aunt Wei in front of him. When he thought of the sad farewell of Beauty Wei that day, Xue Laosan felt full of guilt. Now, how could he stand by and watch when Aunt Wei was in trouble.
"You brat, do you know who I am? If you dare to mess with me, you..."
The fat man in the windbreaker seized the opportunity and was about to talk endlessly. Xue Laosan frowned and his fingers trembled slightly. Before he touched this guy's skin, the fat man in the windbreaker stopped talking and bowed desperately to Aunt Wei.
No room to apologize.
He was really afraid. He was afraid of the sharp pain of ripping bones with a steel knife and heart-gnawing ants. There is a saying that a good man will not suffer the immediate loss. When he escapes, he will pay back today's humiliation ten times or a hundred times.
Aunt Wei waved her hand, "Forget it, Xiao Wang, don't be so arrogant in the future. I heard that you have also become a people's policeman, why are you still as frivolous as a child? I don't know what kind of disagreement you and Song Jing had. Today
i do
Lord, no matter who is right or wrong, we can no longer argue." As he said that, he looked at Xue Xiang, his face was full of love and satisfaction, and he murmured in his heart, it seems that there must be a man in this family, otherwise he will be bullied.
There's nothing to say.
Xue Xiang was intimidated by the side, and the fat man in the windbreaker lost all his prestige, and he could only agree with his words.
The short-haired girl who was frightened before suddenly became energetic. She hummed a few times and said sarcastically: "Huh, Wang Laojiu, you are lucky. My aunt has spoken, so I won't argue with you. You still
If you dare to scare me with a gun, I've offended you. Shouldn't you apologize to this girl?"
Aunt Wei was about to get angry at Song Jing, but the fat man in the windbreaker had no words to apologize. He had been together for many years, and he was the most bachelor-minded. At the moment, people are being cut off by swords and others are being cut off by others, so even kowtow is fine, let alone bowing your head. Remember this moment
If you feel wronged, you should repay it tenfold in the future. This is the life philosophy of the fat man in trench coat.
Seeing that the fat man in the windbreaker was soft and there were more and more people watching, Xue Laosan didn't want to cause more trouble, so he loosened the wrist of the fat man in the windbreaker, bent down to pick up the silver May Fourth, inserted it into the fat man in the windbreaker's arms, and smiled.
Said: "I welcome you to seek revenge from me!"
Xue Laosan was a discerning person and had already seen what the fat man in trench coat was thinking. What he said was nothing more than taking the blame.
The fat man in the windbreaker was startled, and then looked at Xue Xiang in surprise. A hint of sinisterness flashed across his eyes, he snorted coldly, turned around and left.
When the short-haired girl saw Xue Xiang handing the pistol back to the fat man in the trench coat, with a proud face, she stood up again, fearing that Wang Laojiu would draw his gun and shoot at him angrily.
In her opinion, Wang Laojiu and his gang have always been lawless.
The short-haired girl stared at the fat man in the windbreaker nervously, watching the fat man in the windbreaker move towards the jeep step by step. While feeling uneasy, she kept complaining that Xue Xiang should not be too big. No matter how good you are in fighting, you can still be more powerful.
Can't get rid of it with a pistol.
The short-haired girl didn't understand Xue Laosan. It was best for Xue Laosan to keep a secret hand when doing things. Watching him return the gun to the fat man in the windbreaker seemed a little reckless, but he had some considerations inside.
It turned out that even if Aunt Wei didn't say anything, Xue Xiang could guess this person's identity as a police officer.
First look at the license plate, and secondly look at the pistol, especially the pistol. During this severe crackdown, even the toughest villain would not dare to point a gun at someone on the street. Even the grandson of the Commander-in-Chief was not spared this time. Which villain would dare?
Maintain your own identity.
In this way, the identity of the fat man in the windbreaker is certain. Apart from the people's police, there is naturally no one else.
Now that he has figured out this person's identity, Xue Xiang is not worried that this guy dares to use a gun to do evil. Even before, this person just hid the gun in his sleeve and called people. It's just Aunt Wei, the short-haired girl and
The girl in the bat shirt and the three other women were frightened when they saw this murderous weapon, and then they lost the ability to think.
To put it bluntly, even if the fat man in the trench coat became angry and drew a gun to do evil, Xue Laosan had already kept the coin in his hand, so he would be safe.
However, the short-haired girl carefully watched the fat man in the windbreaker get into the car, and then watched the jeep disappear from sight. She was completely relieved. Suddenly, she thought that she had to teach her aunt this time, so she took advantage of Aunt Wei and Xue Xiangzheng to chat.
, the motorcycle screeched loudly, and he thanked Xue Xiang. The smoke flew far away, making Aunt Wei stomp her feet in anger.
"Jingzi, Jingzi, stop quickly, stop, I want to get off, I want to get off..."
As soon as the three-wheeler went out, the girl in the bat shirt sitting behind couldn't help but pinch the short-haired girl's waist and shake her.
The short-haired girl stroked the windblown hair on her forehead with one hand and hummed, "Come on, I don't know what your plans are. You have no chance!"
"Ah ha, what do you mean? Could it be that after just meeting him, he decided that he would be your consort? No way, fair competition! Wow, that Xue Xiang is so handsome, did you see that?
With a twist, Wang Laojiu's gun
Lost it, pinched it gently, and Lao Jiu, a fat pig, was like a butcher's knife, howling heart-piercingly, haha, it was so happy, think about how Lao Jiu has been crazy on the ground of Jinguan City for all these years.
, today I was suddenly made into a grandson by Xue Xiang!"
At this point, the girl in the bat shirt jumped suddenly, jumped from the back seat into the sidecar, stood up and gestured to Song Jing, "Especially, especially the last sentence Xue Xiang said, 'I welcome you to seek revenge on me.'
, He's so handsome, he's so awesome, Jingzi, I don't care, I've got this guy, so stop the car for me quickly, stop the car, otherwise, I'll jump." As he said that, he even stepped out with one leg.
Outside the car.
The two of them didn't know how many tricks they had done with the three-wheeled side. Therefore, Song Jing was not surprised and said with a smile, "Dear Miss Shanshan, please stop dreaming. Let me tell you clearly that this is my wife."
The girl’s future brother-in-law, hehe, do you think you can compete with me, Sister Lan? So, look at my mouth shape, and call me brother-in-law from now on!"
It turns out that this Song Jing is the niece of Aunt Wei's late husband, Secretary Song. Now, she is studying in university in central Sichuan Province. With the help of Wei Lan's family, she often hears Aunt Wei talking about Xue Xiang at home, so she knows this meaning.
"What!" Shanshan opened her eyes wide, "He, he is Sister Lanzi's husband, hey..." She let out a long sigh, turned around and sat down, "Let me tell you, Sister Lanzi can't even watch this.
Go up, I can’t even look at that one, so there is such a person,
Isn't that right? This is called a match made in heaven. It's balanced. It's balanced. This kind of handsome guy is a perfect match with a super beauty like Sister Lanzi. I feel much more comfortable. Hehe, I will have such a brother-in-law in the future.
Let's see who dares to bully me..."
Shanshan's child's temperament, after such an experience, was so exciting that she almost became a chatterbox.
Song Jing couldn't stand it anymore, so she made a squeaking sound and slammed on the brakes, "Sisters, hurry up and find that handsome brother."
Shanshan glared at her fiercely, but her buttocks did not move, and hummed: "Okay, I won't talk about it anymore, it's your brother-in-law, not mine, how can I get close to someone?"
Song Jing rolled her eyes and said, "Aren't you being petty? My brother-in-law is your brother-in-law. Shanshan, don't yell. I was just thinking that there is something wrong with this matter today. Tell me, what is Wang Laojiu doing?"